Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100 Chapter 1946 A Major Crisis!

The faint amusement that had settled over the Bloodline Chamber after Max's breakthrough didn't last long.

Arvantos's expression turned serious. The shift was subtle, but everyone in the room felt it right away. The four-colored rings in his eyes slowed down, and the ancient pressure around him grew quieter instead of stronger.

That quiet made the whole chamber feel heavier, since it felt like the Primarch had stopped speaking to them as the man guiding a reward ceremony and started speaking as one of the four leaders of the Primordial Race.

The ten geniuses slowly fell silent.

Rakan, who'd been about to make another comment about Max's strange breakthrough, closed his mouth. Orion's faint smile disappeared. Damian's gaze sharpened. Ervin looked at Arvantos with calm, serious eyes. Revona stayed as expressionless as always, but her Void Origin Eyes opened slightly wider.

Max also turned his full attention toward Arvantos.

Arvantos looked at each of them before speaking.

"There are some things you should know."

The moment he said that, the mood in the room shifted again. Aurelian frowned slightly but didn't dare interrupt. Rosaline and Morgana traded a quick glance, while Kaiden Voidmere's silver-gray eyes narrowed in thought.

After everything they'd already been through, none of them believed Arvantos would suddenly change his tone over something small.

Orion finally asked, "What do you mean?"

Arvantos didn't answer right away. He turned his gaze toward the walls of the Bloodline Chamber. The ancient runes there slowly dimmed, and for a moment the whole chamber seemed to sink into a deeper shade of gold. The silence that followed wasn't long, but it was enough to make everyone uneasy.

Then Arvantos began.

"A major crisis will soon spread across this universe."

The words came out quiet. But they hit the ten geniuses harder than any shout could have.

The entire universe. Not one clan. Not one region. Not one divine territory. Not even the Divine Realm alone. The entire universe.

The ten geniuses' expressions all changed at once.

Rakan's brows pulled tight. "A crisis that big?"

Morgana's playful look vanished completely. "What kind of crisis?"

Kaiden Voidmere's eyes turned sharp. "Is it tied to another race? A war? Some kind of collapse in the laws?"

Damian Voss looked at Arvantos too. "How soon?"

Arvantos stayed silent for a few breaths, then said, "I can't explain the details yet."

That answer only made the room feel heavier.

Rakan frowned. "Can't, or won't?"

Arvantos looked at him calmly. "Both."

No one said anything.

Arvantos went on. "Some truths can't be carried by people who aren't strong enough yet. Knowing too much too soon won't help you. It might even become a weight that wrecks your confidence, warps your judgment, or draws attention you're not ready to handle."

Even Rakan went quiet after that.

Max's eyes narrowed slightly. He could tell Arvantos wasn't holding back for the sake of being mysterious. The Primarch's tone carried the weight of someone who genuinely understood the danger behind his own warning. If one of the four Primarchs chose not to explain the full crisis, then clearly this wasn't something the current top ten were ready to touch.

Arvantos looked across the group.

"What you need to know is simple. The peace you've known won't last forever. The great forces of the Divine Realm, the Primordial Race, and plenty of ancient powers are already quietly preparing. Most people in the universe have no idea what's coming, and for now, that's for the best."

Rosaline's face paled. "Then why tell us anything at all?"

"Because you're no longer ordinary geniuses," Arvantos replied. "You're the top ten of the Cosmic Ascension Conference. You've received Primordial Bloodlines. Each of you has stepped onto a path that will make you far more important than you were before. If you keep growing, you might end up part of the power that resists what's coming."

His gaze lingered on Max for a moment.

"Some of you might even become central to it."

The chamber went quiet again. The words were vague, but the weight behind them wasn't.

Arvantos raised one hand, and faint Primordial light appeared around the ten geniuses before slowly sinking into their bodies. It wasn't another bloodline transfer, just a stabilizing force meant to help settle the Primordial Bloodlines they'd just received.

"Don't waste time," Arvantos said. "That's the most important warning I can give you."

His voice deepened. "Get stronger as fast as you can."

Every genius listened without blinking.

"If you delay, if you get comfortable because of your current strength, if you assume that getting a Primordial Bloodline means your future is set, you might not get another chance to improve. The crisis heading our way won't care about your talent, your background, your ranking, your bloodline tier, or your pride. When it arrives, only strength will matter."

The words pressed down on them like a mountain.

Even Aurelian, who'd spent most of this whole process feeling stung by how much more Max had gained, turned solemn. Even he understood Arvantos wasn't exaggerating. A Primarch had no reason to scare a bunch of juniors just for entertainment.

Ervin lowered his gaze for a second, then smiled faintly. "So the Cosmic Ascension Conference wasn't just a competition."

"No," Arvantos said. "It was also a selection."

Damian Voss rested his hand lightly near his sword. "And the bloodline transfer was preparation."

"Yes."

Revona finally spoke. "For whatever comes next."

Arvantos looked at her and nodded. "Correct."

The Bloodline Chamber fell into a long silence after that.

The ten geniuses had walked into this place expecting rewards, transformation, and opportunity. They'd gotten all of that. Nine of them had gained Tier 3 Primordial Bloodlines, and Max had gained the Tier 4 Primarch Bloodline. Their bodies, souls, foundations, and futures had all changed in ways that would shock their home forces.

But now the meaning behind those rewards felt heavier. They weren't just gifts. They were preparation for a disaster no one had named yet.

Max stayed quiet.

A major crisis that would soon spread across the entire universe. Arvantos hadn't explained what it actually was, and that only made it feel more dangerous. Max already carried enough of his own burdens.

His parents were still imprisoned. Aurelian still held the stolen source of his Heavenly Luminance Divine Bloodline. His enemies hadn't gone anywhere. The secrets behind the Dimensional Keeper legacy were still sitting unanswered in the dark.

And now another shadow had shown up on top of all of that.